Lyrics:
I'm long gone to the Yukon boys
'Cause the Yukon's calling for me
Well brother I just got your note this mornin'
And ya tell me that you've found
Here we go sailin' low
Bet your mom and pop, baby, will never know
We're steppin' by the river where the woodchucks go
Down by the Yukon Railroad
blows light with leaves
And these trees sure remind me of the golden pick axe dream
Yukon Yukon Yukon Yukon
Rainbow of Klondike
Golden seed spread wild
There's a place on the yukon river, called the carriboux saloon.
Where the miners go, to spend their gold,
An' listen to the sad, sweet tune.
There's a salmon-colored girl
Who sets my heart a-whirl
Who lives along the Yukon far away
Where the northern lights they shine
She rubs her
There's a salmon-colored girl
who sets my heart a-whirl
Who lives along the Yukon far away
Where the northern lights they shine
she rubs her
two thousand two
I popped up like a mother fucking volley
I pull up in the oh two Yukon Denali
I popped up like a mother fucking volley
I pull up in
supper on his little Yukon stove,
He wished that he had staked a claim in Love's rich treasure-trove;
When suddenly he paused and held aloft a Yukon egg,
the Hard Rock Cafe
So I kick in the door, cause they heard I supply bricks
I got 10 they find more, I could hide 6
[Yukon]
You think quick, when there's
le dijiste que pa siempre eres mía
No love con ese cabrón
Tú subiste de precio más que una Yukon
Que no te busque más, ey forever gone
Yo saco número y
I have to pace
I am out here in the cold
I am out here in the cold
I'm just searching for some gold
Yukon rescue me
I am out here in the cold
Slowly
tiene más caja que una yukon
Ella es la cangri, declaro no la cambio yo
Es como pegarse a la lotto, pai', con un millón
Con ella me voy pa' la disco
pegarse a la lotto, pai, con un millón
Con ella me voy pa' la disco y formo un vacilón
Esa allá atrás tiene más caja que una Yukon
Ella es la cangri,
cambio yo
Es como pegarse a la loto, pai, con un millón
Con ella me voy pa' la disco y formo un vacilón
Eso allá atrás tiene mas caja que una Yukón
cambio yo
Es como pegarse a la loto, pai, con un millón
Con ella me voy pa' la disco y formo un vacilón
Eso allá atrás tiene mas caja que una Yukón
gente patrullando en la Yukon
Ya saben que conmigo no hay de dos
Yo te lo dije viejón
Llego El Patrón
Yo salí desde abajo el callejón (Y hoy)
Con mi gente
that
Trap house is jumping it's booming Jordan
Still serving plays as I hop out the Yukon
In LA still keeping my heat Bron Bron
We slept on the floor we
THE ONLY ONE that moans only one that can’t seem to bear
(The ice living in his bones)
BORN AGAIN in the Yukon
HE DIED by fire in the Yukon
----
OH OUT
What I'm on
Yeah my team too strong
We been going too long
We can never do wrong
Real ones with me
We pull up in Yukons
Bitches in my new car
I done
(D-roc)
Pistol toting, just me and Three
"Better keep it" what he told me
Burglaries with my cousin Meechy
Blue Yukon pulling robberies
Walk
the waning light by the Yukon's oily flow,
I smoked and sat as I marvelled at the sky's port-winey glow;
Till it paled away to an absinthe gray,
and "hooch", and I slung it on the sleigh;
Then I harnessed up my team of dogs and was off at dawn of day.
You know what it's like in the Yukon wild when
of champagne.
Thank God! when I'm skinned to a finish
I'll pike to the Yukon again.
I'll fight -- and you bet it's no sham-fight;
It's hell! -- but I've been
steal from me
2-5 be that bomb-diggy bomb you see
Black juice in the Yukon driver's seat
[Noreaga]
I keep it real wit a bitch that keep it real wit
Discuss these yukon Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In